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... >Here I am again, delivering another bonus Chapter to you all. Jesus, you all are insatiable. I love it. I suppose I have to determine the following PS requirement.

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Let's see if we can hit 1500 PS this time!

Without further ado, enjoy the Chapter!

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I watched as Toga took a nervous step back. Her scared eyes scanned me up and down while occasionally looking around for an escape route. ...

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